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Lagertha
Devilishly Wicked
- Joined
- Apr 27, 2014
- Location
- Conneticut
Even in the darkest of days, life had always seemed simple. Save for the Wolkow family, who barely seemed to make it at times. Regina's mother Miriam, worked at sewing factory, and her father Aaron worked in the industrial mines. It was modest work, with modest pay. However the money always seemed to go pretty fast, amongst only two kids as well, but her parents were always overly generous. Throwing parties, hosting get togethers, scrapping what little extra money that had set aside for someone's birthday, even if they weren't blood related.
Despite things being tight, her family did always seem to have an abundance of friends, and they always knew when the Wolkow family needed help the most. Regina had grown up around some of them, but her parents seemed to want to keep the majority of their friends a secrete. What was so special about this small group of friends that her parents always seemed to be withholding information? Still, at a age when the girl had been eleven her mother had spouted a lie, saying the people were not coherent and that was why they could not all live in society like them. Regina never understood, but it made more sense to her then her parents telling her nothing when the people vanished.
Turns out, those three people that used to hang out with them, her parents and family, were something so incredible no one would believe possible. Shapeshifters, ones that turned into wolves. Though, there were often stories told about those types of things that left children afraid of the dark, and the terrible deeds of hunters. The Wolkow's seemed very up to date on all those children stories, and Regina herself had grown up on them, unknowing that her blood shared a common trait that most humans didn't have; the ability to mate with these creatures, bond with them like other shapeshifters. Perhaps that was the best motivator on why the three shapeshifters had stopped coming around the house by the time Regina was twelve, and her older sister was sixteen. Or maybe it was the boy her sister had originally found herself engaged to.
Regina's older sister Hanna had been seventeen, on the verge of her eighteenth birthday, when she had died a terrible death. It had take the police, after a year of speculating it might have been her arranged husbands doing, to dismiss the case altogether. They had deemed it an accidental death that she had fallen down the stairs, and wounded in a mangled mess. Miriam had attempted to hang herself a year after, gripped by grief of losing her oldest daughter. Regina had remembered that day too much, after all she had been the one to find her mother trying to kill herself, and she had been the one to cut her down. Her mother had never been the same after, nor had her father who tried desperately to hide it from her.
Regina's parents judgement had slipped on men, on family's they were fine with marrying to her. In fact, the cost of funerals and medical bills for the family were so expensive, her father had looked to marrying her to a much wealthier family than her own to dig themselves out of dept..and well, that was how Regina had wound up at the age of fifteen engaged to the twenty seven year old man of the Kuba family. The Kuba's were a wealthy lot, and they always seemed to be getting money from the state, from the capital of the city, but the money was always hush hush, even when everyone in town knew they had it all. The family wasn't very silent about showing off the money they were rolling in, and they seemed to know all the other wealthy people in town. So..that had been her father's situation, and idea of how to get out of debt.
Getting to know someone you were arranged to in a matter of days was always the awkward part. What was worse was the way she had to prepare herself to look for him, presentable. Beautiful dresses, long auburn pulled up neatly, perfectly done makeup, acting prime and proper. Regina always got bored with this sort of thing, her sister Hanna had been the one who had enjoyed this sort of thing the most; looking like a proper woman. Regina had always been the one who had preferred to getting dirty, climbing trees, running through the woods, getting messy with arts and crafts. However here she was, standing next the tall broading figure of Walter Kuba as he pointed to the garden in the distance as they walked around the brim of the forest. She supposed the man was good looking, and most women did fawn over him, and she supposed he was speaking interesting things about the garden that his family rested in together...but Regina only nodded her head, pretending to be listening. Though she would catch a word or two if she paid close enough attention.
God help me..he's so boring. Regina though, thin pale arms covered by mauve sleeves behind her back, her hands were wrapped in thin mauve gloves, a small matching hat on top of her head. She felt like she looked like her sister, Hanna, in such a manner, a proper woman. Hanna had been blond and blue eyed, I'm brown with green eyes. Regina muttered in her head, strolling next to Walter. His lips were still moving, incoherent to her, as he continued his rant about something or another of the government money they got. She didn't care anymore, the man repeated himself, and walked around like he was some sort of God who deemed people worthy or not.
"Regina? Are you even listening to me?" Walter stopped gripping her hand and forcing the small girl of 4'11 to stop, turning to look towards the man who only stood around 5'8 in the eyes confused.
"Pardon?" Regina asked. "Of course I'm listening Walter, I'm always listening." Regina exclaimed, but Walter seemed unamused.
"And what did I say?" Walter crossed his arms over his chest, his large family had set up in the center of the park enjoying a good time. Dogs ran, things that seemed more menacing then pets, and twice her size, ate raw meat as if being trained to kill. The Kuba's had bought out the park for the day, or rather they owned the rights to the park whenever they wanted, and they had decided to use it for the week while Walter and the young Regina had gotten to know one another. The park was surrounded by the wilderness, and the two had been walking on just the edge of it. Though, Regina had never been frightened of the forest, of the dark like Walter seemed to be.
"Something about the park and your pay." Regina looked at him unamused. She had only known him for a day or so, and she already knew he was so full of himself that she could slit her wrists next to him and he wouldn't even notice. The man had never asked her a single thing, besides if she was listening and what he said.
"Not entirely." Walter seemed annoyed, noting she hadn't been listening to him. "Don't worry about it, we'll get you some proper lessons about manners when a man's speaking." Walter smiled at that, the man was almost as Regina herself, though Regina was so delicate that she couldn't go out in the sun very long. Perhaps that was why she had never been afraid of the dark, the dark had always shrouded her from being burned by the sun.
"Of course." Regina knew better then to question what Walter wanted. Her father Aaron had made it very apparent he couldn't keep asking friends and family for money and help with her mother, who had legally gone insane since her sister Hanna's strange death. Though it had been strange, until the same boy had wound up in jail for killing another woman he was betrothed to only a few months ago. Turns out the boy had been killing people, staging their deaths to look like horrific accidents since he was seven. How strange, her sister could have lived had the police been wise enough to look into the boy. Then again, Regina couldn't blame anything on anyone, she had came to the understanding that he probably would have gotten away with it had her parents not put up a fight saying Hanna never was careless and it couldn't be an accident. At least the death sentence hung over his head now.
"Regina!" Regina snapped her head up to Walter, she had been looking at her feet while standing there. "You aren't listening again!" Walter really hated that, not having all the attention on himself. Regina did as much as she could to give him the attention he needed, but she could only do so much.
"Apologies dear Walter, what a silly thing of me not to listen to a great man like you. " She had gotten used to lying through her teeth to him and his family. Her father had called it the right thing to do, but Regina only felt dirty being dressed like this, talking like this. "You know something Walter..." Regina looked away from him, at the trees in the forest, she wished she could rip off the dress and run through it. "I'm going to be sixteen in two days, our wedding is in three." Regina had been counting down the days of 'selling her soul' to the devil so to speak, but it was for the greater good. After all, the Kuba family had been helping her father and mother out since the engagement.
"Oh? That's quite interesting." As Regina expected, Walter seemed less than enthusiastic about her announcement. He seemed to be looking at his pocket watch, as though timing someone's arrival. Regina watched him, his hand on his hip showing the revolver he had there. She had gotten used to it, apparently everyone in his family carried a gun around, even the women. "Shall we continue our walk?" Regina nodded, though not happy she had to still walk around with such a boring proper man. "Good." Walter started walking and Regina sighed, following suit next to him as he continued to talk.
Despite things being tight, her family did always seem to have an abundance of friends, and they always knew when the Wolkow family needed help the most. Regina had grown up around some of them, but her parents seemed to want to keep the majority of their friends a secrete. What was so special about this small group of friends that her parents always seemed to be withholding information? Still, at a age when the girl had been eleven her mother had spouted a lie, saying the people were not coherent and that was why they could not all live in society like them. Regina never understood, but it made more sense to her then her parents telling her nothing when the people vanished.
Turns out, those three people that used to hang out with them, her parents and family, were something so incredible no one would believe possible. Shapeshifters, ones that turned into wolves. Though, there were often stories told about those types of things that left children afraid of the dark, and the terrible deeds of hunters. The Wolkow's seemed very up to date on all those children stories, and Regina herself had grown up on them, unknowing that her blood shared a common trait that most humans didn't have; the ability to mate with these creatures, bond with them like other shapeshifters. Perhaps that was the best motivator on why the three shapeshifters had stopped coming around the house by the time Regina was twelve, and her older sister was sixteen. Or maybe it was the boy her sister had originally found herself engaged to.
Regina's older sister Hanna had been seventeen, on the verge of her eighteenth birthday, when she had died a terrible death. It had take the police, after a year of speculating it might have been her arranged husbands doing, to dismiss the case altogether. They had deemed it an accidental death that she had fallen down the stairs, and wounded in a mangled mess. Miriam had attempted to hang herself a year after, gripped by grief of losing her oldest daughter. Regina had remembered that day too much, after all she had been the one to find her mother trying to kill herself, and she had been the one to cut her down. Her mother had never been the same after, nor had her father who tried desperately to hide it from her.
Regina's parents judgement had slipped on men, on family's they were fine with marrying to her. In fact, the cost of funerals and medical bills for the family were so expensive, her father had looked to marrying her to a much wealthier family than her own to dig themselves out of dept..and well, that was how Regina had wound up at the age of fifteen engaged to the twenty seven year old man of the Kuba family. The Kuba's were a wealthy lot, and they always seemed to be getting money from the state, from the capital of the city, but the money was always hush hush, even when everyone in town knew they had it all. The family wasn't very silent about showing off the money they were rolling in, and they seemed to know all the other wealthy people in town. So..that had been her father's situation, and idea of how to get out of debt.
Getting to know someone you were arranged to in a matter of days was always the awkward part. What was worse was the way she had to prepare herself to look for him, presentable. Beautiful dresses, long auburn pulled up neatly, perfectly done makeup, acting prime and proper. Regina always got bored with this sort of thing, her sister Hanna had been the one who had enjoyed this sort of thing the most; looking like a proper woman. Regina had always been the one who had preferred to getting dirty, climbing trees, running through the woods, getting messy with arts and crafts. However here she was, standing next the tall broading figure of Walter Kuba as he pointed to the garden in the distance as they walked around the brim of the forest. She supposed the man was good looking, and most women did fawn over him, and she supposed he was speaking interesting things about the garden that his family rested in together...but Regina only nodded her head, pretending to be listening. Though she would catch a word or two if she paid close enough attention.
God help me..he's so boring. Regina though, thin pale arms covered by mauve sleeves behind her back, her hands were wrapped in thin mauve gloves, a small matching hat on top of her head. She felt like she looked like her sister, Hanna, in such a manner, a proper woman. Hanna had been blond and blue eyed, I'm brown with green eyes. Regina muttered in her head, strolling next to Walter. His lips were still moving, incoherent to her, as he continued his rant about something or another of the government money they got. She didn't care anymore, the man repeated himself, and walked around like he was some sort of God who deemed people worthy or not.
"Regina? Are you even listening to me?" Walter stopped gripping her hand and forcing the small girl of 4'11 to stop, turning to look towards the man who only stood around 5'8 in the eyes confused.
"Pardon?" Regina asked. "Of course I'm listening Walter, I'm always listening." Regina exclaimed, but Walter seemed unamused.
"And what did I say?" Walter crossed his arms over his chest, his large family had set up in the center of the park enjoying a good time. Dogs ran, things that seemed more menacing then pets, and twice her size, ate raw meat as if being trained to kill. The Kuba's had bought out the park for the day, or rather they owned the rights to the park whenever they wanted, and they had decided to use it for the week while Walter and the young Regina had gotten to know one another. The park was surrounded by the wilderness, and the two had been walking on just the edge of it. Though, Regina had never been frightened of the forest, of the dark like Walter seemed to be.
"Something about the park and your pay." Regina looked at him unamused. She had only known him for a day or so, and she already knew he was so full of himself that she could slit her wrists next to him and he wouldn't even notice. The man had never asked her a single thing, besides if she was listening and what he said.
"Not entirely." Walter seemed annoyed, noting she hadn't been listening to him. "Don't worry about it, we'll get you some proper lessons about manners when a man's speaking." Walter smiled at that, the man was almost as Regina herself, though Regina was so delicate that she couldn't go out in the sun very long. Perhaps that was why she had never been afraid of the dark, the dark had always shrouded her from being burned by the sun.
"Of course." Regina knew better then to question what Walter wanted. Her father Aaron had made it very apparent he couldn't keep asking friends and family for money and help with her mother, who had legally gone insane since her sister Hanna's strange death. Though it had been strange, until the same boy had wound up in jail for killing another woman he was betrothed to only a few months ago. Turns out the boy had been killing people, staging their deaths to look like horrific accidents since he was seven. How strange, her sister could have lived had the police been wise enough to look into the boy. Then again, Regina couldn't blame anything on anyone, she had came to the understanding that he probably would have gotten away with it had her parents not put up a fight saying Hanna never was careless and it couldn't be an accident. At least the death sentence hung over his head now.
"Regina!" Regina snapped her head up to Walter, she had been looking at her feet while standing there. "You aren't listening again!" Walter really hated that, not having all the attention on himself. Regina did as much as she could to give him the attention he needed, but she could only do so much.
"Apologies dear Walter, what a silly thing of me not to listen to a great man like you. " She had gotten used to lying through her teeth to him and his family. Her father had called it the right thing to do, but Regina only felt dirty being dressed like this, talking like this. "You know something Walter..." Regina looked away from him, at the trees in the forest, she wished she could rip off the dress and run through it. "I'm going to be sixteen in two days, our wedding is in three." Regina had been counting down the days of 'selling her soul' to the devil so to speak, but it was for the greater good. After all, the Kuba family had been helping her father and mother out since the engagement.
"Oh? That's quite interesting." As Regina expected, Walter seemed less than enthusiastic about her announcement. He seemed to be looking at his pocket watch, as though timing someone's arrival. Regina watched him, his hand on his hip showing the revolver he had there. She had gotten used to it, apparently everyone in his family carried a gun around, even the women. "Shall we continue our walk?" Regina nodded, though not happy she had to still walk around with such a boring proper man. "Good." Walter started walking and Regina sighed, following suit next to him as he continued to talk.